Saturday morning was beautiful for hiking, breezy warm and early enough not to feel the snow coming.
The first part of our trek was on this hill where Craig pointed out that he had just driven up this same road yesterday in his Jeep. I bit my tongue and decided that he was man enough to make his own decisions. But when Josiah started talking about the time he drove on this road with Craig last summer, I unfortunately didn't keep my mouth shut for that one.
This is the point in the hike where the downward spiral of events took place.
What could have been a great time turned into a disaster, complete with tears and hasty words. To be honest, the thought of my kids being on this road in a vehicle just seemed ridiculous, and I wasn't about to sit by and act like everything was OK.
Both of us being stubborn, we continued our trek in silence, walking much faster than normal from all the adrenaline pumping through our veins. It was one of those time where I wondered why I choose him. What was I thinking? Why do I waste my time?
All things of consequence in this life will have us asking these questions at one time or another. Is the work really going to reap anything of value? Should I just throw in the towel and do something else, something easier?
Amazingly, it is worth it.
Marriage is a journey. A trek across time that you commit to take with another person. There are never any guarantees, and often the vows taken in the blush of love become hollow when the tough times come.
And the tough times do come.
Craig and I have had our share of ups and downs. We have had times when I have sincerely wondered if we would make it through to the end. Would our differences in personality and opinion push us so far away from each other that we would lose our grip and drift apart?
God's grace is the only thing that has gotten us this far and my hope is that we continue holding tight enough to Him so that He is able to get us to the end of the road where the view is best. It is after all of the trudging and struggling and feeling incapable of
moving higher, that you reach the point in the trail that reminds you
why you do all of this. The place that whispers softly that there is a
reason for all of the hard work you put into your marriage each and
every day.
Clinging to Him, clinging to each other.
Our hike continued on its course until finally, we got home and talked. Funny how a little communication changes things. We decided that the kids could go on any easy or moderate trails and that I would trust Craig in his choices when it came to taking the kids 4-wheeling. It was after talking that I realized how thankful I am to have a guy like Craig, one who listens and makes a sincere effort to do things as one, the way the Bible says to. There are things that drive me crazy about my guy, but somehow those things have an endearing quality that keep me by his side.
The road of marriage is not easy, but I am thankful that Craig is the one hiking by my side.
...a threefold cord is not quickly broken. Ecclesiastes 4:12